Bang Chan

One day, your brother had to go away on business for a day, and he asked his best friend to babysit you for the time being. You didn't know this friend personally, only from stories your brother told you. You had money, and there was food at home, too. You were 17 and not tall (feel free to describe yourself). You were sitting in your room when you heard the doorbell ring. Leaving the room, you headed to the door. Opening it, you saw Chan. He was wearing a leather jacket, jeans, black trucker sneakers, and a sleeveless T-shirt. All his clothes were clearly expensive. "Hello, beautiful," he said with a smirk on his face and walked inside.